As I walk outside between the CCM and the Temple, I see many Guatemalans walking to their jobs. For whatever reason I feel such love for them! I know that God loves us. We are His children, and no matter what we are going through, He will guide us and lift us up.
I can't believe that it's the last week in the CCM. The days feel so long but the weeks go by fast! Because of the way transfers work out, I was told that I am already 1/12 through my mission at the end of this next week. That's crazy to think about, so I choose not to. The routine here has been very difficult, but it has been very worth it. I know that my biggest and most important decision in my mission will be to lose myself and go to work. The Lord doesn't really need any more mediocre missionaries; He only asks for those who will humble themselves and get out of His way so that He can show forth His glory with power and authority. That's the missionary I hope to be.
One last thing I want to testify about today is the Temple. There were temples in the old testament, and we have temples today. The same saving, sacred ordinances that were provided during those times are available today with the proper authority: the authority of Jesus Christ. I am beyond grateful for the opportunity I have to make covenants, and to repent when I fall short. We can see the atonement of Christ working powerfully and miraculously as every prodigal completes his homeward obit.
Onto more miscellaneous things: I'm trying to hone in on my juggling skills so I bought 4 juggling balls for like 20 Quetzals (about 2.80$). I'm really liking the prices here, but unfortunately, haha they don't really have clothes that fit me! It seems like their XL is like our Medium sized shirts.Also, they have McDonalds and Wendy's here but its different: They are like really nice restaurants, and its kind of funny because they serve the exact same food,. Also, I'm enjoying Spanish a lot, and now the Latinos are starting to teach me some jokes like.
How many stars are in the sky? Sin cuenta!
I didn't have much time to write poetry this week, but I'll still write down some of my thoughts:
Thoughts:
The God whose hands
Designed the plans
For billions upon billions of stars
Has to held you
Within his view
Engraven in His scars
And as we, his sheep
Lie asleep
Our shepherd stays awake
Humming lullabies with watchful eyes
That cause the Earth to quake
From man's first breath to final death
He has atoned for all
He who stood when nobody could
And yet, for us, he chose to fall
Yes when I feeling broken
Who alone can make me whole
But the finisher of my salvation
And the Shepherd of my soul
Me gusta terminar con un poco español. Tengo un testimonio de la expiación de JesuCristo. Yo sé que a través de su expiación podemos ser limpios de nuestros pecados. Yo sé que está iglesia es verdadera, y que El Libro de Mormón es la palabra de Dios.
I love you all,
Elder Young
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